The dirty mouths of kids

You're right, they should all be praying to god for the salvation of their souls.

I never heard my parents say the f word. Not once. My father's favorite profanity is/was SOB. My mother rarely said a profanity. I've probably heard her utter a profanity < 10 times in my lifetime. I never use the f word with my parents (though I use it quite liberally in everday life!).

My 7 year old nephew is known for his use of damn, shit and *** hole but he says it in such funny context that we snicker while his mom admonishes him (his assholeville story comes to mind). We call him pottymouth when he does it. Of course, he learned it from his father! So his dad has made an effort not to cuss around the boys anymore.

My parents didn't cuss in front of me either, I either got it from somewhere else or TV. I think a friends house. The point of the segment was 1) to generate laughs and other funny stories-it worked and 2) to point out that they dealt with it they way they thought appropriate and then took heavy action against it when he didn't stop. 

Bettylou, if you can't laugh at the absurd, you take yourself way too seriously.

More stories?

Not exactly kids cussing, but

When my oldest was maybe three or four, we were riding in the car, my wife and I talking, him obviously listening. I must have told my wife something she didn't like, because she told me to kiss her butt. I responded, " I don't think so, " then lil' fella in the back piped up, "Yeah, you better wash it first."

Become sort of a running joke in our family.

I was in traffic one day and somebody cut me off nearly hitting our car. I tried to keep it under my breath, but "a$$h#le" came out loud enough for Hannah to perk up and start looking out the window saying "Where Daddy, where is it? I don't see a castle anywhere over here." Whew. ""My mistake Honey. It wasn't a castle, it was just the movie theatre."

She did inform me that it's okay to say "ass" because it's in the bible and it means donkey but it's not nice to call people donkey.

Bear...I needed a great laugh!  That is hilarious............

My coworker has a little girl about the same age as mine (2 1/2) and he was taking her to daycare the other day. Since it is right down the street from their house he just buckled the chest strap over her in the car seat, while driving down the street he sees her trying to buckle the lap belt and when she can't get it into the slot she says "well shit".......he swears she learned it from her mom!

I didn't even think profanity until I was well into my late-teens/20s, although I grew up with it at home for extreme circumstances.  My cousin swears like a sailor in front of her kids, but they know they'll get their mouths washed out with REAL soap if they use "grown up words" like that.

Here comes the funny story, though:  My friend's son is 6 and this year he and his little friend insisted on trick or treating "alone."  Mom and Dad stood at the curb while they went to the door.  At one house, the man who answered was teasing the kids about "What do you mean 'Trick or Treat?'  I don't understand."  Well, his sense of humor was lost on the 6 year olds, but they politely went along and explained what Halloween was, etc.  They went back and forth about 4 times, until my friend's son finally had "enough" and said "Give us some damn candy!" 

It was so unexpected and out of the blue for him (he's a good kid and they don't swear at all at home -- he got it from some tv show, they think), that the man had to do that adult hidden-laugh thing, and then gave them both a huge handful of candy.  My friend said he was at the curb trying very hard not to laugh out loud.

His son comes running up the walk and says, "Daddy!  Guess what!?!"  He was all proud that not only did it work, but he got extra candy.

Of course, then they went home and had a discussion about why that's not how "good" people talk.

Or the story about my sailor-swearing cousin, who comes from a very straight, no-swearing, not even "dang" or "darn" or anything similar, who at the age of 5 told her father to "cram it, ram it and rotate it."  No telling where she learned that one.  But she very quickly learned not to say it again.

Not exactly swearing but:

When our youngest was around 2 1/2 and learned the names of the parts that differentiate boys and girls, she became a bit obsessed with them as some children do.

My wife took her to go grocery shopping and the little angel is sitting in the carriage quietly singing "Mommy has a v*g*na" over and over with a huge smile, looking at mommy to see what kind of a reaction she can get. My wife figures "no way am I feeding into this" so she ignores it. People go past and some giggle, some are mortified, but so what. Gotta think of the big picture in these situations.

This goes on for a few minutes and the volume goes up, but still no reaction from mommy.

Finally she stops, and before my wife has a chance to say "that's better" or anything like that, this angelic looking, blond haired, little girl with eyes so blue they make people gasp, smiles like a cat, draws a big breath and starts singing at the top of her voice "MOMMY HAS A P*N*S! MOMMY HAS A P*N*S!.."

That got some attention.

Oh yeah, a must reply:

As a young redneck in Florida and learning how to say certain words I was good with saying TRUCK or PICKUP TRUCK....every other combination was FIRE F*#K, DUMP F*#K and so on so my mom's friend would egg me on if we were driving around (mom didn't get her licence till she was 33...that's another story).

Guess one day...back in those redneck days of infancy...I came out of my bedroom, after looking for something and declared, "I CAN'T FIND THE SHITTIN THING!!"

Mom says my sister came out of her room one time and said, "Mom, I can't find my cocks."  Mom was puzzed of course and asked what she said.  "I can't find my cocks."  I finally sank in that sis couldn't find her socks. 

I took my daughter to see "Zathura" this weekend. It was a cute movie - we both enjoyed it. I was a little annoyed at a couple of gratuitous potty-mouth lines. "Get me a juice box, beyotch!"

Of course, I am not nearly as careful as I should be and have let worse stuff slip in front of my kids, so I guess I can't complain...